“It’s the workforce. Many of our very best craftsmen have retired. We have so few real gunsmiths left—”“—and most of the ones you still ha...e are being misused,” Karla interrupted, completing his sentence. “This is the situation the Sloans addressed.” She grinned in amusement as if she was remembering the night. “While after lovemaking, most couples go to sleep and a few exchange loving remarks, my master and mistress talk business. I’m pretty sure it was her idea, too. First, there is nothing. I hurriedly undressed, leaving only my heels on. I put on my see through black silk shorty robe, touched up my lipstick and came back out to the living room.He was seated on the sofa, stark naked, his legs wide apart and he was holding his 8 inch hard cock in his right hand. “Take the robe off,” he said. I turned to him, allowing the robe to fall off my bare shoulders, then drop to the floor in a silken puddle at my feet. “Oh, BABY! You lookin’ fine as FUCK!” He exclaimed, his hand reaching out. Darryl, meanwhile, was starting to scribble out some notes from the history book. He had finished writing out the sentence Rome, bereft of direct draconic leadership for nearly five years, fell into near complete ruin when he paused, then flipped to the back of the book to check the author’s photograph. Rather than a scholarly picture of a wise looking human, as most authorial photographs were in human publications, the picture of the author here was a burly looking green dragon bending a very. At the current level of sensory input, the human brain was interpreting the artificial surroundings as reality. Customers in the VR arcades were forgetting that they were in a game environment, and were responding to monster attacks, gunshots, and car crashes as if they were real.Jace finished toweling off and stepped into a pair of faded jeans. "It's late," he said. "Why don't you take off and get some rest. Don't worry, we'll find some use for the Barnesaurus. Maybe we'll toss it into the.